From everyone Little bird, if I only knew Maybe I'd be more like you With a feather in my wing Is it spring? Who only tries to Maybe I like pleasure pain Of going and coming back again

Devil may care When the day is through I suffer no regrets I know that he who frets loses the night For only a fool thinks he can hold back the doe He who is wise never tries to revise what's past and gone Live, love today and come tomorrow what may

So he tries to pacify her Now, how can he have her heart When it got stole? 'Cause what's inside her never dies Oh, whoa, oh He can only hold her for so long The lights are on, but no one's home She's so vacant